Chapter 113 (1/2)

The sword demon king looked at Jiang Hao. There was no trace of emotion in his eyes. Jiang Hao had a light smile on his face and a thick look of disdain in his eyes.

In Jiang Hao's eyes, the sword demon king is just a small person. He can crush him at will. Even the ChiYan demon can kill him. Will he care about a sword demon?

Of course, he doesn't care about the sword demon king. On the contrary, he wants to kill the sword demon king more. After all, the sword demon king's strength is not bad, so Jiang Hao can't let him go.

Jiang Hao took a deep breath, with deep disdain in his eyes. He looked at the sword demon king, and then slowly said, ”come on, fight!”

The sword demon king looked at Jiang Hao's face. His face was cold. He laid his sword across his chest. Then he looked at the monks of jiedan period behind him and said, ”let's go up and kill him.”

Without any hesitation, Jiang Hao summoned qinglingying out. Qinglingying rushed to the two jiedan periods, while Yin San and Xiao Cheng rushed to a monk of jiedan period and those Bigu period. As for Jiang Hao and the sword demon king, they stood against each other without a trace of emotion in their eyes.

”Jiang Hao, you really don't hand in the red flaming spear?” The sword demon king looked at Jiang Hao and asked calmly.

In the voice of the sword demon king, Jiang Hao heard the strong intention of killing, but for Jiang Hao, there was no trace of emotion.

Does he care?

Of course he doesn't care!

Jiang Hao took a deep breath, then held the handle of the knife with one hand, and drank softly: ”regret the skill of knife!”

As Jiang Hao's voice fell, he saw a white light cut off. Suddenly, Jiang Hao's eyes still had a thick look of disdain. The sword demon king looked at the white light falling, and his expression changed greatly. He felt that he was holding the sword.

”Sword drawing!” The sword demon king also roared and kept pulling out his sword. Then, with the momentum of rolling, the sword directly collided with the Xiandao.

Sonorous!

All of a sudden, a crisp percussion sound sounded, and Jiang Hao's eyes were filled with a thick color of shock.

The sword drawing technique is very similar to the regret sword technique, and the strength of the two people is almost the same, so naturally, there is no contest.

”Demons dance in disorder!” The sword demon king did not show any slightness. The sword in his hand danced wildly. Jiang Hao looked at the scene calmly, without any emotion fluctuation in his eyes.

The sword danced, and the air was rippling around.

The sword is like a rainbow. It seems to have an irresistible momentum.

On the blade of the war sword, there is a thick black color, and there is no trace of emotion in Jiang Hao's eyes. He holds the chopping knife in his hand and looks at the sword demon king with dignity.

Although he didn't know what level of skill it was, Jiang Hao was sure that it was not a common skill.

”Jiang Hao, you can't resist my attack. My skill is xuanjie superior skill!” The sword demon king looked at Jiang Hao who wanted to resist. He said with disdain.

Jiang Hao doesn't care about the sword demon king at all. Is the xuanjie superior skill very powerful?

In Jiang Hao's eyes, xuanjie's top-level skills are just discarded ones. His ancient animal control pithy belongs to the highest level of immortal skills. His skills of opening the sky and stepping on the spirit and breaking mountains and rivers are all heavenly level martial arts. Moreover, he has the fighting experience of the strong in the period of crossing the loot, which is not comparable to that of ordinary people.

”Is it? I also want to see how powerful the xuanjie superior skill is! ” Jiang Hao put the knife across his chest, without a trace of emotion in his eyes.

”Cut the emperor!” Jiang Hao roared, and the knife in his hand was cut off instantly.

He took a deep breath, and his face was full of scorn. In his heart, the sword demon king's martial arts skills were much weaker than him.